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| producers: alchemist,
ayatollah, big ty, godfather don, havoc, jae-supreme,
j-love, sha self, spank brother, spunk bigga |
| guests: prodigy,
tragedy khadafi, mobb deep |
| site: cormegaonline.com |
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| tracklisting |
| 1. Dramatic Entrance |
| 2. American Beauty |
| 3. Thun & Kicko
feat. Prodigy of Mobb Deep |
| 4. The Saga |
| 5. R U My Nigga? |
| 6. Unforgiven |
| 7. Fallen Soldiers |
| 8. Glory Days |
| 9. Rap's A Hustle |
| 10. Get Out My Way |
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11. You Don't Want
It
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| 12. 5 For 40 |
| 13. They Forced My
Hand feat. Tragedy Khadafi |
| 14. Fallen Soldiers
Remix |
| bonus
track |
| Killaz Theme II
feat. Mobb Deep |
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| The Realness |
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Let me take you back
to the mid-nineties, the heyday of New York City thug
rap. Albums such as Nas' "Illmatic" and Mobb Deep's
"The Infamous" are running the show for this style,
and there is little question as to who can do it better.
However, at some point between these artists' respected
'94 and '95 releases, a certain element of hardcore
hip-hop has been lost: the raw emotion that used to
drive it home. Sure, some rappers will put out 13 tracks
about money, drugs, guns and sex, and then throw in
the song about how they're fed up with the street life
to make a 'complete' album. It's just not the same though
- a lot of hardcore rappers today (without mentioning
any names) are displaying how real they are without
showing any personality (go figure). In lyrics, consequence
has been replaced by lack of common sense ... but before
I go any further into ranting about how most hardcore
rap sucks in 2001, I think I'll listen to this album
by Cormega entitled "The Realness".
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Cormega has always had
a certain realness to his rhymes, so the album title
fits accordingly. Some rappers assume the persona of
a drug dealer, a stick-up kid, etc. Cormega is / has
been these in real life, so you know there's no fronting
on his part. He's also not afraid to show the down-sides
of his lifestyle: the fallen soldiers, incarceration
and constant drama. This is what hardcore hip-hop is
all about people; this is "The Realness".
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"A man is condemned
or exalted by his words ... exaltment" is how "Dramatic
Entrance" begins, instantly showing you that
Cormega has a certain uniqueness in his style. While
the rhymes are fairly standard on this track, the loop
is all over the place. There is a collage of many different
sounds that I can't even pinpoint, to produce probably
the album's best beat. If there were harder kicks in
the snare, heads worldwide would be in the hospital
with broken necks. As this song fades, the relaxing
tones of "American Beauty"
begin. 'Mega reminisces about hip-hop on this track,
comparing the days of old to its current state. He even
uses the same personification as Common Sense's "I Used
To Love H.E.R.", and while some purists may call this
biting, I see it as building upon the original idea.
"When Marley had her, her face was more pure, body fatter;
Primo treated her good, made her the queen of my hood"
shows his long-time love for hip-hop, and the ever-present
Nas disses throughout the album make an appearance on
this track with "She met a lame with a drug dealer name,
he had her locked for a while but then his whole style
changed". Unfortunately, the beat on this song is overshadowed
by Jadakiss' new track, "Show
Discipline". Compare the two instrumentals
and you will understand what I mean.
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Mobb Deep comes through
with two clutch appearances on this album, Prodigy on
"Thun And Kicko"
and both members on 1999's "Killaz
Theme II". Both beats are raw, and hopefully
this is the type of sound the Mobb are going to stick
with. "Thun And Kicko"
is extremely odd, being as Prodigy disses Jay-Z and
Cormega disses Nas. Although 'Mega claims that the beef
does not involve him, I would not be surprised (disappointed,
nonetheless) if he got caught up. "Killaz
Theme II" has Havoc's best work on the boards
in a long time, with a haunting loop and quiet drums
that leave the charismatic emcees no choice but to intimidate
all listeners. Prodigy even manages to spit a line that
would quiet any possible doubters, with "Drivin' while
under the influence of this / careful 'cause you might
just crash and shit, total ya whip, and still pull my
tape out the deck".
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While there are a few
tracks on this album with the standard thug-braggadocio
lyrics, there are just as many heart-felt songs about
his lifestyle. "They Forced
My Hand" featuring the intelligent hoodlum
Tragedy Khadafi is a nice piece of work where each speaks
on inner-city truths over a beat layered with vocal
samples and various other instruments. "Fallen
Soldiers" and the remix are both fairly
decent tracks, each on the topic of Cormega's lost friends.
While the beat is standard and the chorus is awful on
the original, the remix prevails with some very laid-back
Alchemist production and extremely emotional rhymes.
"R U My Nigga"
asks the ever-present question of how far a friend will
go for you, and Cormega also gets deep on "The
Saga", commenting that "Life is a slow interlude
to death". Even though I morally object to Cormega's
supposed lifestyle, I know there's thousands who don't.
All I hear nowadays is kids braggin' about how real
they are, but guess what - this is reality.
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Shots aimed at Nas Escobar
perpetuate throughout this album. On "Get
Out Of My Way", 'Mega states "My life wasn't
written, yours was - you livin' a lie", and there is
no letting up on "You Don't
Want It", an entire track seemingly aimed
at Esco. "Look at you, nigga you had status, most of
that vanished, y'all niggas' has-been addicts, unestablished
/ what the fuck happened, you had the block clickin',
now you in denial, y'all are finished, you opposition
/ but you no competition to my niggas, where heat is
yo, we're not feeling you either." Hopefully Nas can
retaliate better than calling him 'Corn-mega', or we
all know who will win this lyrical battle.
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With all of the gems
on this album there are bound to be a few disappointments,
and there are. The songs "Glory
Days" and "Rap's
A Hustle" do very little for me, and with
beats so similar it was a huge mistake putting these
songs back to back. While a majority of the production
is hot, some beats come off as too simple for me and
sometimes take away from 'Mega's poetics. He also does
get a little inconsistant with the rhymes sometimes,
but when he's on, he's on. This album proves to be a
huge breath of fresh air for hardcore hip-hop, and I
can guarantee you that most heads will feel this. Cormega
is one of the last true thug poets left, and he really
utilizes his ability in some spots of this album. If
you can at all get down with NYC thug shit, this album
will not disappoint you. And word is bond kicko.
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| review: radi8
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